Dream Diary

What a nasty night, full of three bad dreams after each of which I woke in a lather of sweat. I'm not sure whether to blame the perimenopauses, forgetting the pills or going to bed sober. In the last dream I was back at a campus University*, carrying excessive baggage* and losing my way* to my room. This has just brought back the similar dream from last week, when I was struggling to make my way to a demo* carrying a live, snapping and unmanageable crocodile under my arm, whom passers-by wished to pet. It may have been an alligator- I wasn't awake enough to apply the 'alligator broad crocodile diminished' muzzle rule to the beast in question.

* Recurrent dream themes